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Saturday, August 10, 1963, was a stormy winter's night in Perth, with heavy rain and thunder.

But Carl and Wendy Dowd were heading out anyway to go to a party just a kilometre from their home in Daukeith.

The suburb was just south of Netherlands, which had been upended by the Australia Day shootings

six months earlier.

The initial panic after that event had somewhat calmed down by now.

Even though the shooter hadn't been apprehended, the fact that there hadn't been any shootings since meant that locals had started to relax ever so slightly.

Carl and Wendy had hired a second-year university student to babysit their eight-month-old while they were out.

Shirley MacLeod was a diligent science major who was filling in for her

friend, the Dowd's usual sitter. She had won a scholarship to attend university and her plan was to

become a social worker. There are so many people who need help, she had once told her father.

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